Well I guess I'm moving on Out this city I'm so tired of leaving, tired of breathing dirt Well I packed all my things today Oh God! I could not stay Country calling, yeah I got to leave LA Well I packed all my things today Oh God! I could not stay Country calling, yeah I got to leave LA I'll be your man with strong arms, hold on I'll be your man with strong arms, hold on Love you, of you Anything that I might do Think I'm tasting clean air Pouring through the window Heading to the country, gonna raise a family there I'm a mess like you wouldn't believe All the stress I had to leave Now bring me the country Yeah, I've got to leave LA This, where I was born All my life I called it my home Country calling, yeah I've got to leave LA This place where I was born You know I called it my home Oh, country calling, I got to go away, away, away I'll be your man with strong arms, hold on I'll be your man with strong arms, hold on Love you, of you All I ask is here...